New release from my good friend Victoria Blisse! When she asked me to share her news, she sent me three excerpts, labeled "mild", "medium" and "hot". Can you guess which one I chose?
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Manors is part of the ‘What’s Her Secret Series’ of books from
Totally Bound. This is a novel with twists, turns, secrets and
steaming hot erotic encounters.
Set
in an English country Manor, the novel has a genuine
British feel and gives a glimpse behind the scenes of the aristocracy
including its seedier side. The book is narrated from the point of view of both of
the main characters, letting you see through the eyes of both the secret
keeper and the one kept in the dark.
Blurb
Mallard
Hall plays host to games of submission and Dominance for one unique
couple, but do the secrets of the past threaten the new bonds being
forged?
India
Grace, a respected journalist, is assigned to the estate for a behind
the scenes look at how it runs. It is the last place in the world she
wants to be. Back when she was young and naïve she took a photo of
old Lord Mallard, which led to her success and his downfall. She
carries the guilt with her to the location and it’s constantly in
the back of her mind when she meets the hall’s latest owner, Xander
Patrick.
Xander’s
father died when he was only thirteen, and he doesn’t hold many
good memories of him. He helped his mum build Mallard Hall back up,
and since her death struggles to keep it going single-handedly. The
last thing he needs is a meddling journalist poking into estate
business, especially when the meagre profits are mysteriously
disappearing.
The
two try to keep their distance but find themselves drawn together in
many unexpected ways. A meal leads to an investigation of secret
passageways and from that India and Xander explore their attraction,
using different rooms of the hall for their kinky games.
In
the end India’s secret will have to come out, but will it bring the
couple closer together or tear them apart?
Reader
Advisory: This book contains scenes of light BDSM and voyeurism.
General
Release Date: 15th September 2015
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Excerpt
“What
did I say about interrupting?” I sighed tetchily.
“Sorry,
Sir.” She dipped her head. “But you knew about the passages,
right? Why didn’t you use those?”
I
shook my head and loosened my tie.
“If
you’d shut up I’d tell you. But no, you keep gabbling on. I think
you’re doing it on purpose, naughty girl.”
“No,”
she insisted. “No, Sir, I’m not.”
“Well,
you won’t do it any more.” I unlooped my tie and pressed it
against her cheek. “I’m going to gag you so I can finish my
story. If at any point you get uncomfortable with what’s happening
raise your hand and I’ll untie you. Okay?”
“Yes,
Sir.” She nodded.
I
gave her a couple of moments more, just in case she wanted to use her
safe word, but when she stayed silent, I wrapped my royal blue tie
around her mouth and knotted it at the back securely. I ran a finger
down the back to check it wasn’t too tight then cupped her face in
my hands and dropped a kiss delicately in the middle of her forehead.
“Right,
maybe now I can actually finish my story in peace.” I kissed her
cheek right above the line of the tie.
“So,
as I was about to say, I didn’t want to reveal the passageways to
her because she might pass that information on, to Mum, to outsiders.
I didn’t want that at all. So I searched the house and believe me,
that’s no small feat. Finally, I found the attic, with the same
warning sign that hangs on the stairs now.
“I
cautiously ignored it, pushed on and discovered this. It was the
perfect place to bring Ariana. It was here I discovered she had
kinks. I mean, I was a naïve virgin…”
She
snapped her head round to look at me.
“Yes,
virgin. Anyway, I was just eager to fuck to be truthful and she was
incredibly patient with me. I set up dozens of candles in here that
first night. I thought it was romantic and you know, it looked
spectacular. I didn’t have a clue what I was doing, but she did.
After we fucked—I’m not afraid to say it was a short and fairly
straightforward experience—she asked me to pour hot candle wax over
her breasts. I didn’t know much, I thought it was weird, but if the
lady who’d just happily taken my virginity wanted me to drip hot
wax all over her then I was going to do it.”
India
made a noise, muffled by the tie, which I’m sure was an indication
of arousal.
“She
went crazy, bucking under the stream. I was fascinated how it went
from liquid to solid on her skin. She had me pick the cooled wax from
her skin as I fucked her—that was an interesting balancing act. I
loved the red marks that lingered, my marks left on her, physical
evidence of what we’d done. I realized then—the very first time I
had sex—that it was better with a bit of kink. I also found out
that Ariana was submissive. She taught me all I know.
“So
I like to come up here and remember. Remember all the good times. Mum
sacked her when she found out we were—well, I can’t say dating,
we never went on a date—fucking. I never saw her again.” I looked
away from India at that moment, I knew there’d be sympathy in her
eyes. I looked back to check on her once I was convinced I wouldn’t
see it.
“So
I keep some souvenirs of the old days up here.” I reached over
behind the pile of pillows and pulled out a coiled-up length of rope,
a candle and a flogger and placed them on the blanket before India.
“Would you like to play?”
India
nodded.
“Good.”
I reached back again and after a little rummaging pulled out a box of
matches and lit the chunky cream candle before me. “If at any point
you’re not happy with what’s happening shake your head. I will
stop the moment I see that sign. That will be your non-vocal safe
word. If you understand and you’re happy with that, nod now.”
India
nodded eagerly.
“Wonderful.
Okay, stand up.”
India
stood, and I helped her kick off her shoes, then undid her top and
pulled it away from her. I let her keep her skirt for the time being.
I stroked over her shoulders and down her arms. I looked her in the
eye and I saw a world of desire painted in her gaze.
“Come
with me.” I held her hand and walked her toward my favorite beam.
It was the kind of beam developers hate. A little above waist height,
it made walking through the middle of the room a pain. But I loved
its old, weathered wood and the height was perfect for what I wanted
to do.
I
escorted India over to the beam and lay her arm flat along it.
“Keep
it there,” I said and walked round her to smooth the other arm
flat. I stood back and flipped up her skirt. It was a beautiful
sight—India bent forward, arse presented to me. “Don’t move.”
Hurrying
across the floorboards, I picked up the rope and flogger in one hand
and the candle in the other. I settled the candle just beyond her
reach at the left hand side of the beam, then unwrapped the bundle of
rope until I had enough to encompass her wrist. She twisted her head
to watch as I tied then coiled the rope once, twice, three times
around her wrist and the beam.
“Now,
I could loop this over your neck and hold that down too but since
you’re gagged I won’t do that.” I just ran the rope underneath
her and to the other arm.
She
shifted and looked at me again as I wound the other wrist to the
beam.
“Is
that okay?” I asked, very much aware of how vulnerable she was and
both turned on and grateful for her submission.
India
nodded, narrowly avoiding hitting the beam with her chin.
“Good,
if it gets too much just shake your head, don’t stop shaking it. If
I see that I will stop immediately, understand?”
She
nodded, and I stroked down from the top of her head, through her long
luscious hair onto her back and over her buttocks. The subdued moan
she made intensified a moment later when I rubbed down between her
buttocks and cupped her pussy in my hand.
“Wet
already.” I tutted. “I’ve barely touched you yet.”
Reviews
“Pure
Blisse!” Karen Shenton
“The
sex scenes are off-the-charts kind of HAWT…”
The TBR Pile
“Full
of sexy encounters and a gut wrenching confession Good Manors is a
great page turner.” Alison Grieg
“I
loved the writing on this book, it was engaging and sexy, with a hint
of intrigue.”
Momof3infl
About
Victoria
Victoria
Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and award
winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several Bigger
Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulous Smut Alfresco,
Smut in the City and Smut by the Sea Anthologies.
Victoria
is also one of the brains behind the fabulous Smut events, days and
nights dedicated to erotica, fun and prizes. Check out
http://ilovesmut.uk for more
details.
She
is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker and she loves to
create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She
was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness
shows through in all of her stories.
Passion,
love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.
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